Greet my love ten thousand times!
Siebel.
No, sir, not once,—I’ll hear no more of this.
Frosch.
But you shall hear!—A greeting and a kiss!
[He sings.] Ope the door in silent night.
Ope and let me in, I pray;
Shut the door, the morn is bright,
Shut it, love, I must away!
Siebel.